She wondered as she waited,
what she would do if she wasn't afraid-
would she whisper, why not me and mean it?
She knew then she had treasure buried deep within her-
beyond the whirlpool of her mind was a sea so unfathomable and still.
There, she could swim in silence and be cradled by its depths,
far below the ripples of mere words.
She knew what will be will always be.
That between the whirlpool and the sea there is Me -